Five Elements Heaven

The surroundings were quiet, except for Le Buleng's voice.

When it comes to giving advice, I don't know how to give it. I have never practiced Thunder, so I don't understand it. I can only give you a rough idea of ​​how I practice it. I hope it can be helpful to you.

Le Buleng was a little nostalgic, but more indifferent, as if he were doing things at home. At this moment, the lines on his face were much softer: I don't remember much about the past. The last time I failed was five years ago, when the blood disaster broke out. time. The last time it failed, the result was not bad, but the way of the master was destroyed.

The master's way was destroyed, but the outcome was okay...

Ai Hui couldn't help but ask: Is there any worse result than this?

Yes. Lebuleng nodded: Once I was seriously injured and fell in the desert. The Sixth Palace was destroyed. I couldn't move and had no energy at all. I lay there for five days without meeting anyone. Later, I was discovered by a group of termites. Half of my left hand was chewed off, but fortunately the bone was still there. I thought I was going to die. I was lucky, haha. A big sandstorm came and saved my life. I was buried under the sand dunes for four months or so. Six months? Forgot. But I realized [Cold Ashes Have Embers] and [Earth Element Reverse Fire] at that time, and I made a profit.

Speaking of cultivation, Lebuleng seemed to be a different person, with his thin face stretched out, as if radiating light, his weathered eyes sharp and bright, his skinny hands swaying greatly with the words from time to time, and his whole person was filled with an inexplicable emotion. of fanaticism.

I was actually not very clear at the time, but I wanted to live. It suddenly occurred to me that a charcoal fire buried in ashes could last for a long time. I didn't think too much at the time, I just wanted to try my best to gain time. I didn't think of a way. It was quite useful. After about two months, I finally recovered a little bit of my energy. There was sand all around, so I couldn't absorb the fire energy, so I had to think of a way. Finally, I came up with the method of earth element counter-fire. It took a few more It took him a month to recover from his injuries.

Ai Hui stared blankly at Le Buleng. He couldn't imagine being seriously injured, having his palms chewed off by termites, and then being buried in the sand for several months.

He is considered a person who has endured hardships, and his experience in the wilderness has tempered his endurance. This would be of great benefit to him later on. His training intensity has always been very high, and the Yuan Xiu of Thunder Sword almost collapsed due to his torment.

But compared with senior Lebuleng, it's far behind.

Lebuleng became very talkative when he talked about cultivation. He seemed to be a completely different person from the old man who was cold and taciturn just now. He didn't need anyone to start the topic at all, he was able to talk excitedly.

I later found a master's path based on [Cold Ashes with Embers] and [Earth Reverse Fire], but that path still didn't work, and the attack on the master failed. Le Buleng shook his head, and it really looked like he was here He said that he had gone down the wrong alley and casually said: Oh oh oh, we were just talking about five years ago. Five years ago, I failed again, and I was thinking of a way. But I haven't figured out the way yet. The Presbyterian Church Unfortunately, Huo Liaoyuan was lost. As soon as I saw it, I knew that the Huo Yuan materials in the future would be in trouble, and the ordinary method would definitely not work, so I thought of a new method.

Everyone listened with great concentration. It was such a rare opportunity to hear a strong man of the level of Senior Lebuleng describe his own cultivation path.

The fat man in the fire pool couldn't help but ask: What can I do?

Different from the reverence and admiration of others, Fatty also felt that the old man was quite powerful, but he felt more like he was listening to a story. Halfway through, it was the critical moment, and he couldn't hold himself back.

Le Buleng was not upset because the fat man in the fire pool was weak, but asked with a little pride: You are also a fire cultivator, guess what you can do?

The fat man didn't expect that the old man would give him the ball, but seeing the proud look on the old man's face, he felt a little unhappy and snorted: Without the fire, we can't use ordinary methods. The pioneering order hadn't started five years ago. It doesn’t seem to be the case in Laimanhuang. You just said that if the realm collapses, then you have to cultivate Yuan Power again. At that time, there was still a steady stream of Fire Yuan Power...

The fat man said to himself, and suddenly his eyes lit up: I know! It's the sun!

Le Buleng was stunned. He didn't expect that Fatty could really guess it. He couldn't help but look the fat man up and down. His qualifications were pretty good, but they were still much worse than Zu Yan.

As soon as the fat man saw the old man's expression, he knew that he had guessed correctly, and he suddenly felt proud: How difficult is such a simple question?

Only then did the others suddenly realize that indeed, the fire energy emitted by the sun was endless and endless.

Shi Xueman was a little confused: Is the power of the sun's fire element a little weak?

Using the fire energy of the sun to practice has been tried a long time ago. However, the fire power of the sun is too weak, making it very difficult to practice. In comparison, the fire power contained in volcanic lava is easier to utilize and absorb.

The Golden Crow Fire is indeed very weak, and it will definitely not work with ordinary methods. Le Buleng said cheerfully: But I know where there is enough Golden Crow Fire.

The fat man continued to ask: Where?

High in the sky and deep in the sky.

Hiss, everyone gasped.

It is extremely dangerous in the depths of high altitudes. If you are not careful, you will be shattered to pieces. Even Ai Hui and Shi Xueman's current strength is not enough to gain a foothold in high altitudes and depths.

Sang Zhijun interrupted: Senior, didn't your realm collapse? Without the strength of a master, how can you reach high altitudes and deep depths?

Le Buleng said casually: I'm familiar with it. That place looks more dangerous. You get used to it. Of course, it was still a little painful at first, but it got better later.

Everyone is now in admiration. Senior Lebuleng's perseverance and madness are beyond their imagination. Without the master's realm, going to high altitudes and deep depths is a narrow escape. And people like Shi Xueman, who have been to high altitudes and deep places under the protection of their teachers, know even more clearly that the dangers involved are far from being as understated as the predecessors said.

Even with rich experience, the pain endured by the body will never be reduced in the slightest.

The master's way I have learned this time is [Extinguish the Sect Fire]. Lebuleng's eyes flashed, like flames burning in the depths of his eyes: I think the hope of attacking the master this time is relatively high. Before me, there was no For people who have cultivated the Golden Crow Fire to such a level, my [Destroying Sect Fire] is unique.

Le Buleng's tone was arrogant and domineering, but everyone was heartbroken.

The name Extinguish the Master's Fire is even more frightening. It can destroy the master's flame!

Le Buleng suddenly turned his eyes to Ai Hui and said in a deep voice: Your thunder is also unique. I saw your sword tower, which is a bit interesting. But that is not enough. You have to tap all your potential. Come out! You are like a sissy now, look at what kind of bullshit you are practicing?

Le Buleng's merciless words and scoldings made everyone dumbfounded.

The next moment everyone's expressions changed. Although Ai Hui usually looked smiling, his temper was definitely bad. And he is a guy who is stronger when he encounters a strong one, and he will take advantage of the weak rather than the strong!

However, what stunned them was that Ai Hui saluted respectfully: Senior, please give me some advice!

Lebuleng did not smile because of Ai Hui's politeness, but frowned: I have already given you instructions. What to do is your own business. The path you take is different from others, and no one can teach you. you.

After thinking that his apprentice was still working under others, he stopped, glanced at Ai Hui, and said meaningfully: I think you, like me, are people with aspirations. My wish is to become a grandmaster and defeat Dai Gang. . I don’t know what your wish is, whether it is harder or simpler than mine, but if you have a wish, you have to be tougher on yourself. Saying that it’s already good is never enough to realize your wish.”

Ai Hui's body was shaken.

Lebuleng turned to his teacher Xueman and said, Zu Yan, just throw this away and I'll go practice.

After that, he rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Everyone was stunned for a while. Lebuleng's words just now had such a strong impact on them. No one expected that Lebuleng, who was regarded as a loser, could be so tenacious.

Yes, tenacious.

Even now, Le Buleng still has not become a master. He is still a loser and has not succeeded. Maybe after many years, people will still remember Dai Gang, and no one will remember Lebuleng who failed to challenge the grandmaster eight times.

But this does not affect everyone's admiration for him.

Ai Hui was in a trance, and all he could think about was Le Buleng's words just now.

When the others saw Ai Hui's appearance, they showed unbearable expressions. In their opinion, Ai Hui was already cruel enough to him, he was tireless in his cultivation and impeccable in his diligence. Being as crazy and desperate as Le Buleng is simply not something a normal person can do.

Senior Lebuleng is a madman!

Jiang Wei and others were about to speak to comfort Ai Hui, but were stopped by Shi Xueman. Everyone glanced at Shi Xueman, who shook his head at them.

Ai Hui stood there in a daze.

On the ridge of Heiyuzui Mountain, there is a large quagmire several miles in diameter.

The exhausted Wang Xiaoshan lay in the mud, half of his face submerged in the mud. He was breathing heavily, his mind went blank, and he stared at the sky blankly.

The black smoke that erupted from Heiyuzui Mountain from time to time floated across the blue sky in his field of vision.

The energy in his body was exhausted, and so was his physical strength.

One man builds a city, Wang Xiaoshan twitched his cheek, feeling extremely bitter.

He overestimated himself.

Everyone overestimated him.

His physical strength was exhausted, and his mind was floating like black smoke. He suddenly thought of Ai Hui leading them to avoid the blood beast when they were in Wansheng Garden.

Who is the local cultivator?

The words Ai Hui asked at that time were something he would never forget. It was a turning point in his fate. As they hid behind rocks and soil, waiting for reinforcements in the darkness, no one knew that Wang Xiaoshan's excitement far outweighed his fear. For the first time, he knew that he could also help others.

Until later, he was very lucky to be with everyone.

He had recalled countless times that a useless person like him was so lucky to be able to survive the blood disaster.

Snap.

A raindrop as big as a bean hit his face, causing pain.

There were more and more raindrops, and it was pouring heavily. The rain hit his face and he could hardly open his eyes.

It hurts...

Suddenly, Ai Hui knelt in front of the grave when it was raining heavily that day in Songjian City.

It must hurt...

The sadness and shame of that day suddenly surged from the depths of my memory. Thinking of that day he said to himself, Wang Xiaoshan, you must be able to help everyone in the future.

The rain hit my face, it felt hot.

Not knowing where the strength came from, Wang Xiaoshan struggled to get up and built his city in the rain. (To be continued.)